Damn… my throat really hurts. At least I can still speak. I'll sing if I have to, at this point.
But for now… I just have to focus on killing him. The King of the Underworld is making his way to this room right now, so until he arrives, I have to make sure Ezekiel isn't escaping.
After all, I can beat him. Right?
Well… that's going to be difficult.
"Ghaaahhkk!!----"
I coughed even more blood than I expected, and I realized that the price was actually more expensive than I thought. My chest burns heavily, and Baldur is already working really hard to heal it.
After a bit, the wound inside my neck and chest has healed. However, the fact that I forced my body has also damaged me mentally. Added with my lack of mystic energy in my body, I am much weaker at the moment than how I'm used to.
And seeing me curling up my body made Ezekiel laugh from his position.
